|Vol. 18 No. 59||
Wednesday September 18, 2019
The Loop, Chicago, USA—Looking
at the global air cargo market and reaction to business in the
here and now from the inside amongst the people at United Cargo in 2019
plays in mind a bit like the famous opening paragraph of Charles Dickens'
novel, A Tale of Two Cities.
One of the great joys we discovered on our recent United Cargo HQ trip (poet Carl Sandburg immortalized Chicago the 'City of Broad Shoulders') must be included into your routine.
We figure what is the sense of visiting a great city; like passing through a garden, not smelling the flowers along the way?
There is this fabulous breakfast joint a block away from Union Station, two blocks from The Willis Tower, downtown in the Chicago Loop, that is not to be missed, having been situate at an address anchoring the fabled Highway Route 66 since 1923.
Once upon a time Route 66 was the only roadway that spanned the continental USA before the interstate highways were created.
The place is Lou Mitchell's located at 565 West Jackson Boulevard.
Today some 96 years later, Lou Mitchell's still serves the best breakfast you have ever had in your life.
The place opens early but closes at 3 pm, and is always packed but fear not.
On the case of getting eager diners seated and into the magic of pancakes and fresh squeezed orange juice, is Donna Fenton.
Donna has been handling the house and the crush of people that spill out onto the sidewalk, filling up outside tables at Lou Mitchell's for the past 31 years.
Donna greets guests with a wonderfully warm smile and the immediate promise of good things to come as she invites you to help yourself to small homemade doughnuts while you wait.
The dining experience is a bit cheek-to-jowl but the poached eggs Florentine float by like butterflies on a summer's day.
Through it all is Donna, backed up by an all-star, give-and-take serving staff that makes for fun and food, and an indelible taste of Chicago that can last in memory forever.
Don't miss Lou Mitchell's!
As a postscript to that big D-Day gathering earlier this summer when more than 40 DC3s returned to the skies above the coast of France, we journeyed to Bernay in Normandy and relived some WWII memories through the eyes of a child.
One of the great things about reporting on aviation in air cargo is the places you visit and the people you meet.
Bernay is a small town of just 10,000.
Bernay is filled with beautiful fifteenth- to eighteenth-century homes. The downtown area in particular is exquisite for its period architecture.
One is struck by the lively local population and wonderful markets on summer weekends. The cozy pubs are filled with warmhearted, friendly people.
You also get a sense, looking at the beautifully aging buildings and the unique architecture, of the fragility of this town; that a 40-foot rig full of cargo highballing down the road through Bernay at 60 kilometers would cause the buildings on main street to collapse onto the road itself.
Of course, no big vehicles are allowed, but you get the picture.
To their credit, the French know what they have and are out to protect not only the heritage here, but also their unique and envious lifestyle.
Based in a former sixteenth-century abbey house, the Municipal Museum of Bernay is home to a fine art collection ranging from antiquity to the 20th century.
Bernay’s Musee includes archaeology, Egyptology, French, Italian, Flemish, and Dutch paintings, and a superb collection of ceramics from Rouen considered amongst the finest in France.
Near the museum, the eleventh-century Abbey Church of Our Lady, a superb example of the Romanesque style, is simply stunning.
Picturesque forms line the streets of Rue Thiers and Rue Gaston Folloppe, accenting the old half-timbered houses in Bernay.
History is alive in Bernay.
Although Bernay is located in the coastal area of Normandy, which in contemporary history is much remembered for June 6, 1944, and the allied effort to free Europe, its rich and full history dates back to Roman and Norman times.
Joan of Arc is buried in Rouen, less than 20 miles away from Bernay.
In Bernay there is a small private airfield
that opened in 1934, seven years after Charles Lindbergh electrified France
and the rest of the world when he flew from New York to Paris.
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